If you stand for nothing, you will fall for anything.

Two of my favorite reasons to take some time off! Well that was the plan, but it did not quite work out that way......at least not today. I went to work at my NEW place for 7 hours - sort of training. I woke up this morning, took a deep breath and was actually relived that I did not have to return to my old job. I mean it felt like a big weight had been lifted, I even smiled. Which is big these days. Normally I would blame it all on PMS, which is haunting me - but not today. I did not realize what a drag my old job was, and how toxic the work place was until I didn't have to drag my happy ass there. I am sure my new job will have its own hurdles, I will struggle in the beginning. But I am beginning to feel that the move is TOTALLY worth it. On tuesday some of my co-workers threw me a happy hour - I did not show up. Tuesday was my last day on site, I did not want to see everyone after work. It felt pretty shitty...for like a milli second. Leaving my old

This one is going to cover a few days and a few topics - I may seem manic at times - that is because I am, YES I am a bit manic these days. um....where to start. Back to the offer, then the counter offer, then the ACCEPTANCE of the job. Yeap, I accepted the job and I plan to give two weeks notice and take an additional two weeks to hang out w/ my kids then start a new job. All very exciting and very nerve racking at the same time. After the acceptance and a great sigh of relief, I submitted my resignation. My immediate boss read my brief resignation letter, and stated 'well, Michelle I am sure they will be a better fit for you.' um. In the mean time everyone around me is freaked out. The lady in my office is crying, a few board members have called me crying. That is alot of emotion to handle for something that is suppose to be a positive in my life. I have gotten a ton of emails or employee visits - all wishing me the best of luck, and telling me how sad they are to see

okay, so the guy called me and asked me to come in Monday night for a 2nd interview. I made some arrangements - this is code for - Lance stayed home, until I got there. I showed up at 5:10 for a 5:20 interview and for some reason I was nervous- I am not normally nervous. Anyhoo...I interviewed with a panel of 5, plus two on lookers. 5 - a panel of 5 (OMG). The one guy had 7 questions - typical interview questions, only I did not brush up on the typical interview questions. But I must have done pretty well, none the less. I got an offer. Today, I counter offered. Which means as of now I am in a holding pattern. The HR guy sends me an email that the board is reviewing my request and/or counter offer. So here is my questions - should one counter offer? I always thought it was to be expected. I only upped the ante a few bucks more, but nothing too much or too extreme. um..... So tell me, do employers normally low-ball in hopes of a counter offer? What is a respectable counter offer? I a

Welcome back, it has been quite a while - NOT. What is god trying to do to me these days??? Make me crazy - well it is working. Let me know just tell you that Lance thought that Mothers day was Saturday. I mean really thought it was Saturday, which is better than most years. Most years he has told me, 'I dont' have to do anything for mothers day for you. You are not my mother.' So we are upgrading, slowly but surly. I get up Sat morning and he is gone - I figured he was out getting donuts. He showed up with flowers, card and balloon. I looked at him sideways, and asked him what this was for on a Sat he states 'Mother's day.' I looked puzzled ' but it is tomorrow.' Lance 'no it is today.' Me 'um......no, tomorrow. but thanks (I think).' **************************************************** Over the weekend Lance and I spoke about the fact that I stopped the process with a job that I pretty much had. He let me know he does not get me, and

I am so glad it is FRIDAY. This week has been pretty odd for me, I woke up this morning and thought it was Thursday. Somewhere in the week I lost a day - which seems to be pretty typical these days. I am not sure which day it is and whether I am coming or going. So at 9am this morning I sent a thanks but no thanks letter to a controller position. Damn that was hard! I WANT to continue with the process, I WANT out of here - this place is stealing my joy, and killing my spirit one emotion at a time. But for the life of me, I just cannot leave - yet. I need the 4 weeks that I have built up to care for my son & get paid during that time. It sucks to have to stay here and feel this way, but I have to believe that god is good and that things are in the works that I cannot see. I must 'trust' the unknown. Which is a stretch for me, I hardly trust the reality of daily living. I have to keep reminding myself that it is really okay, and that I can do this. I have to keep 'fi

I feel all over the place these days. Random thoughts, random words - nothing really connecting. Yet, with all of the chaos - there is a strong sense of calm. Weird - right? At this moment, I think it is weird that I am asking the web - if, they find me weird. How is that for taking it to a new level? So, I am still convinced that we have some bad mo-jo going on. I am not sure if it is Lance or myself who is off kilter - but we continue to struggle with keeping our personal items working. But on the flip side, neither one of us are really bothered by it all - we have been just laughing it all off and moving on. We have been joking about how 'bad' our luck truly is - and we weren't even drunk. It is nice to know that in the times of chaos, we can find humor. Although I must admit I am a bit done with the comic humor, here's to praying nothing else breaks in my house. *fingers crossed* So yesterday, as I made phone calls, I held my breath. It is here, the time is her

I wish I had good news or better karma - but not yet. umph . I spent 3 days at Lake of the Ozarks last week, at a conference. The conference was full of accounting 'type' people - yes, folks this equals boring. I am not your typical accountant, I know-gasp. I find most of the people there to be stuck up, old and old acting. I know plenty of old people, who do not act or look old. But this group fits the mold and stereotype to the tee. So how do I fit into the mix, well not very well. However, god must have been shining down on me....i took the lady in my office and the new guy from another local gov't rode with us. We found out the new guy, who is younger (28 ish ), is a gay accountant. He appears to be wound-tight....um, not so much. I ended up having a great time w/ my little car load of people. On the drive home Friday night, it took us 6 hours to get home. OMG . The drive should have been pretty simple, except some of the roads / bridges were closed due to the